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Chapter 539 Online Game Sex Transfer (82)

Chapter 539 Online Game Sex Transfer (82)

But no matter how he changed it, Cheng Yan felt that there was something wrong.

In the end, I simply abandoned the original lyrics and melody completely, and wrote it myself.

The pen in his hand moved faster and faster, his thoughts became clear and smooth, and he quickly wrote a complete song.

After finishing all the writing, Cheng Yan broke away from the state of complete entry, with a slightly dazed look on his face.

Looking down at what I wrote, I couldn't help laughing.

When he just wrote it, all he thought about in his mind was Afu who looked like a sword fairy.

Move your heart at will.

This is the sword fairy in his heart.

The song written by himself, and the official version of the game, Cheng Yan prefers the version written by himself.

After thinking about it, I sent a message to Zifu to ask her opinion.

Zifu didn't ask anything, but left it to him to decide.

Cheng Yan chose to record his own song "Sword Immortal".

Whether it's the lyrics or the melody, it seems that they have been deeply hidden in my heart for a long time, so Cheng Yan tried to sing a little, and immediately entered the state.

The tone gradually enters, and the climax is ups and downs. It sings the unrestrained and unrestrained life of the sword fairy. Although it seems cold and indifferent, it is mixed with a little bit of hidden true and soft affection.

This song, emotionally, was well controlled by Cheng Yan.

The tender part is lingering and pathos, the wanton part is lively, and the climax is chic with a sword.Several emotions mixed together, but he sang a deeper sense of desolation and loneliness.

Sword Immortal is lonely, standing alone on the top of the mountain.

Chic, but also lonely.

Cheng Yan sang the whole song while playing the piano, recorded a recording package on his mobile phone, and sent it to Zifu.

Zifu had just finished a meeting in the company, and when she returned to the office, she saw the recording package sent by Cheng Yan, and clicked on it to listen.

A very gentle and melodious prelude, followed by an ethereal singing sound from the other side of the mountain, as if telling a story.

Guide people to enter gradually, to appreciate the joy, anger, sorrow, joy, unrestrained tenderness, wanton wielding a sword, and finally the loneliness of being alone.

Listening and listening, Zi Fu suddenly thought of herself for some reason.

At the beginning, because of the intervention of heaven, the gods fell, and even the god-king couple who treated her best disappeared completely in the world.

When she was young, there were many brothers and sisters in the God Realm, but she was the only one left afterward.

Sister Water God once said that she is lucky and does not need to suffer from love.Before going to the lower realms, she was also told never to attempt to give birth to love roots, to be tainted with love, otherwise she would fall into a situation beyond redemption.

After that, for a long time, she never saw Sister Water God again.

When she was young, she watched with her own eyes the gods who had taken care of her fall one by one.

Later, she was the only one left in the God Realm.

After a long, long time, I have lived through thousands of years of loneliness.

No one talked to her, and she gradually stopped talking.

Under the order of Heaven, she needs to find the demon god who was born from the heaven and earth, and get rid of him before he grows up and becomes a disaster for the world.

It's just that when she saw that beautiful purple-eyed little doll, she was amazed for a moment, and inexplicably thought of bringing him back to raise him.

It is said that the gods are loved by the heaven and the earth, and they are better than almost all creatures in appearance.

But Xiaozi, even in Shenli, is the most beautiful she has ever seen.

So, she betrayed the way of heaven and brought him back.

It was also because of Xiao Zi's company that the subsequent tens of millions of years did not seem so sad.

(End of this chapter)